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drrty pharms - autism tweaks lyrics

getting fisted and solicited
b-tches on my d-ck; it’s illicit, smells like p-ss and sh-t
pulling pedophiles ’cause i think i’m george miles so i’m cycling
puking bile ’cause i’m vile, slurping hymen vitamins
it’s trifling
i’m snorting white which might have been cut with some ritalin
i’m feeling like a kid again
i’m skypin with some tweens that i confide in ’bout my fantasies of riding on a b-tch who’s only 9 or 10
but i’m such a b-tch that i just sit her looking deadpan
while i stroke my d-ck suck in my stomach for the webcam
these b-tches say i look so good, complexion like a deadman
they love emaciation so they feeling on my grey skin
but no one sees the pain they only see my c-ck
so i pray to god that they’ll be down to mock
and of course they aren’t
they just wanna say my lifestyle’s horrid and give disapproving glances for the dearly departed
so i’m guarded
like my d-ck, i am hardened
i try not to think about it like i’m r-t-rded
but the isolation’s too much
it’s getting harder to bust
the scapegoat’s raped and i hate what’s happened to us
spitting game is like begging now that i’m so sub
yet they’re still apprehensive because i’m so sus
inferiority’s the life of the party since my childhood scarred me, now my d-ck is f-cking nuts
got your b-tch eating b-tts
and the hole tastes like -ss but she doesn’t give a f-ck
if you give a sh-t she’ll eat it all up
cause she loves eating -ss cause she knows i’ll beat her up
that’s how i know she’s in love
f-ck a b-tch ’til i bust
f-ck the sh-t out her guts
i’m the cremaster sl-t
watch me speed past her guts
smoking speed, booty bumps
and i’m tweaking in the cut
getting geeked, smoking blunts
meth chic, n-gga what?
i ain’t getting into g-y sh-t for cognitive estrangement
b-tch on my d-ck cause she think that she my main b-tch
anonymous hook ups
i’m so impure like the sh-t that i cook up
still i’m smoking on that good stuff
swim f-cked your b-tch now you’re hacking on her facebook
i’m cracking jokes but you ain’t laughing, you can call me dane cook
cucked by a cuck, now you’re getting h-lla strange looks
i’m getting h-lla brain cause these hoes want their parents worried about them
but i’m better of without them
’cause after i bust i can’t stand to be around them
and i doubt them when they say that they’re in love with me
if they didn’t want the pity and the shame would they hook up with me?
i really want a b-tch who will treat me like an equal
not a wannabe-victim fetishizing that i’m evil
does anyone who’s not an old man want to victimize me?
it makes me sick how these b-tches all constrict me slyly
when they b-tch and whine, i just wanna fist their psyche ’til they sh-t
i’m p-ssing in the rivers that they cry me
and that is why autism tweaks
ham on a beat but a pig in the sheets
and that is why autism tweaks
ham on a beat but a pig in the sheets

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